Chapter 849: Worried
Lily tucked her father in, brushed a strand of hair from his forehead, and stepped back. She gave him one last look before leaving the room. Cai had already gone, and with his absence, her anger deflated like a popped balloon.
Then the thought struck her—he was avoiding her. Why else would he show up and leave without speaking to her alone? He’d simply visited her father and then gone.
But if he was avoiding her, why did he come in the first place? And what was all that talk about the wedding and her having a piece of his heart? She shook her head, trying to make sense of it, when suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her into the next room.
She gasped, her heart jumping to her throat, and was about to scream when the door shut behind her, and she was pressed against it. A hand covered her mouth, muffling her shout
Her wide eyes landed on Cai, standing far too close, his lips quirking into a smirk. She blinked, confusion swirling in her mind. He was still here? Hadn’t he left almost thirty minutes ago? Why was he lurking around? Her gaze must have given away her questions because he chuckled softly.
"Well," he said with a teasing shrug, "you were angry and ready to tear into me, so I figured I’d make a quick exit. Thought I’d give you time to cool off and maybe confuse you a little in the process."
Her eyes narrowed at his smug tone. He left just to mess with her? So that she would not be prepared for him. Before she could think it through, she acted. She bit his hand.
He winced, the sound low and sharp, but to her frustration, he didn’t pull away. His grip tightened slightly, holding steady despite the clear pain.
"Babe," he muttered through clenched teeth, "if you keep this up, you’re going to tear off my flesh." She froze, realizing what she was doing, and let go immediately. As he pulled his hand away, she saw the deep red marks her teeth had left. He rubbed his palm, examining the imprint, and she felt her stomach drop with guilt.